Home isn't a house, or the city you live in or where you grew up. Home is the memories that make your heart skip a beat, and the feeling that you get when you know this is a moment you'll look back on and smile. Home is the people that love you, not despite your flaws but because of your flaws. Home is a place you could freeze time and live in forever with no regrets. This is home. And I couldn't be more devastated.